Short Story
The Tangibility of Dreams
I was told I was going to die today. The news was aimed at me, point blank. The specialist rattled off facts that hit my ringing ears like spent shell casing meeting concrete. The barrel of a gun pressed flush to the space between my eyes as he detailed the way my body was set to destroy itself. Finger already on the trigger and poised to pull as he told me the statistics for survival. A pretty way of saying ‘buy your coffin now while it's on sale’.
By Obsidian Words3 years ago in Fiction
Cinderella. Top Story - August 2023.
My darling, Cinderella, to say that I am distraught is a mere fraction of the anguish that I feel. Disease has overcome me and I know I will not have a hand in raising you. I pray you have no worries in your life and that you are in good hands with your father. He is a predictable man. He is neither an angry nor an overly joyful person. Yet, I hope in his own way he is able to adequately express the love that you need. I am forever grateful for the remaining time we have together. You are the most precious little girl: kind, quiet, courageous, and a burst of happiness. I will hold you in my arms for however long I have left. And when the day comes for me to leave, I hope I am granted a glimpse of how life will treat you.
By Jennifer David3 years ago in Fiction
Chronicles of Eldoria: The Crystal Enchantment
In the heart of Eldoria, a realm where magic flowed as naturally as rivers and where mythical creatures danced beneath the shimmering moonlight, a young enchantress named Lillian embarked on a journey that would forever change the course of her destiny.
By Dragan Trifunovic3 years ago in Fiction
Forged in Shadows: The Tale of Shai, from Orphan to Assassin
In the ancient city of Bakerton, where cobblestone streets wound through narrow alleyways and shadows whispered tales of intrigue, lived a young girl named Shai. Her days were filled with laughter, her heart warmed by the love of her parents, until a tragic night shattered her world forever.
By Shahista Wynand3 years ago in Fiction
Summer Festivals
Her bosom heaved in the sweltering sun, the taste of sweet cider going straight to her head and making her senses swirl for a moment as she threw her head back and laughed at the juggler dancing on stage in a brightly colored coat. The whole of the world was there for her entertainment, and she drank it all in. Perhaps a little too deeply.
By Aaron Richmond3 years ago in Fiction
THE LEGEND OF AMELIA
In a quiet village nestled between rolling hills, lived a quirky inventor named Amelia. Her inventions were legendary, ranging from the "Snoozeinator" alarm clock that gently tickled you awake, to the "Fluffinator" that turned vegetables into cotton candy. Yet, Amelia's wildest creation was yet to come. One day, while sipping her fizzy lemonade and watching fireflies dance, she had a eureka moment. With a gleam in her eye, she announced to the village, "I'm building a cloud catcher!" The villagers exchanged puzzled glances. "A what?" Amelia explained that her contraption would capture clouds and allow villagers to experience the thrill of riding them. Skeptics rolled their eyes, but a few dared to dream alongside her. They spent days assembling gears, pulleys, and an array of multicolored umbrellas. When the contraption was ready, the village gathered beneath a sky full of fluffy cumulus clouds. As they activated the machine, a hum filled the air, and the umbrellas spun in unison. Suddenly, a shimmering net shot up into the sky, latching onto a cloud. Cheers erupted as the net descended, carrying a giggling Amelia riding her very own cloud. Soon, the villagers took turns soaring above, leaving trails of laughter and wonder in their wake. Word spread like wildfire, drawing visitors from neighboring towns. The cloud-catching craze transformed the village into a bustling hub of joy. But every story needs a twist. One day, a stubborn storm cloud descended upon the village. With determination in her heart, Amelia embarked on a daring mission to tame the tempest. Armed with a heart-shaped umbrella, she soared into the turbulent skies. The village held its breath as Amelia disappeared into the heart of the storm. Hours later, just as hope began to waver, a triumphant cheer echoed through the air. Emerging from the clouds, Amelia rode a radiant rainbow, leading the storm away from the village. Her courge and ingenuity inspired everyone. The villagers realized that even the darkest clouds could be overcome with a dash of creativity and a sprinkle of positivity. From that day forward, the village flourished not only as a cloud-catching paradise but also as a symbol of resilience and unity. And so, the legend of Amelia, the cloud-catcher, lived on—a tale of dreams taking flight, storms turning into rainbows, and the extraordinary power of believing in the impossible. It's said that even now, on clear nights, if you look closely, you might catch a glimpse of a twinkling star in the shape of a heart, a reminder that magic exists for those who dare to reach for the skies.
By Blessing clement 3 years ago in Fiction
The Wanderer
I was ten years old when I saw my first ghost. This situation was a new one, so it took me by surprise. One minute, I happily played in the back garden, pretending to be a princess with my plastic tiara and sceptre. Next, a young boy, who looked around the same age as me, appeared, looking at me with a puzzled expression.
By Paige Garth3 years ago in Fiction
The Magical Talking Calabash
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled amongst lush green hills, lived a young girl named Amina. Amina had always been a curious child, full of wonder and a deep appreciation for the mysteries of the world. She cherished the stories told by the village elders, especially the tales of spirits and magic that danced through the air like whispers on a gentle breeze.
By Lia Tariah3 years ago in Fiction
